Then, he saw the long sword behind Banxia cutting through the sky. In an instant, it changed from one sword to more than a dozen swords, approaching Zhulan's direction side by side.
Although Zhulan's swordsmanship is superb, there is a big difference between Banxia's swordsmanship.
Especially when I saw that Banxia not only knew how to wield a sword, but could also control the sword with both hands, I was so shocked that my face turned pale.
Not only her, but also Fei Qingyin was surprised by Banxia's ability.
Just when Zhu Lan lost her mind, a cold light flashed in front of her eyes. When she opened her eyes wide, she found that the long sword in Ban Xia's hand had been placed on her neck at some point.
"You...you...what...what do you want...?" Zhu Lan was so frightened that the corners of her mouth trembled, her face turned blue, and her lips and teeth were unclear for a moment.
"What do you think?" Banxia asked expressionlessly.
Zhu Lan felt that her whole body was extremely stiff. She glanced at the gleaming sword on her neck and did not dare to lean a little.
Qingyin walked over and took in Zhulan's facial expression, "Julan, don't you want to avenge Dingxiang? Do you think you can do it now?"
"I..." Zhu Lan was speechless. Although she was defeated by her subordinates, she was unwilling to do so.
Suddenly, she thought of something and sneered, "You can't kill me! This is Penglai Immortal Island. If you kill me, your quota as a disciple will be canceled and you will never be hired! Is it possible,
Do you want to lose the opportunity to be a disciple of Immortal Island because of me?"
Zhulan's words seemed to be on point, which immediately made Qingyin and Banxia look a little ugly.
"I may not kill you now, but that doesn't mean I won't in the future! You'd better not provoke us again. Otherwise, the ruthless sword in my hand will definitely not let you go!" Ban Xia said coldly, holding the long sword in his hand.
With a twist, the sword hilt hit Zhu Lan in the chest, "Get out! Don't let me see you again!"
Banxia's blow took five points of strength.
Zhulan grimaced in pain, wishing to tear the pinellia into pieces.
She swore not to let Banxia fall into her hands one day. Otherwise, she would repay him a hundred times or a thousand times.
After glaring hard at Qingyin and Banxia, Zhulan endured the pain in her chest and staggered out of the yard.
Watching Zhu Lan's leaving figure, Qingyin couldn't help but worry about Banxia.
Seeing that Ban Xia's pretty face had no expression at all, Qingyin put her heart in her stomach again.
She believed that with Banxia's ability, Zhulan would not cause trouble again in the future.
Fei Qingyin did not expect that this estimate could only be an estimate. Many years later, Banxia's fate would change because of Zhu Lan.
Of course, this is just a digression.
The night was getting darker and darker. When Qingyin and Banxia returned to the house, Chang Shan and Xiao Qi had already fallen asleep on the couch.
Banxia quietly covered the two of her with quilts, took off her boots, and lay down on the bed.
The sword named Jueqing was still kept by her side.
Qingyin yawned, and when she was about to go to bed, there was movement in her pocket.
Xiaobao took it out of her pocket, jumped on the table, poured herself a cup of tea, picked up the quilt that was out of proportion to her, and drank.
"Have you meditated enough?" Qingyin said angrily.
This guy meditated for most of the day, which made her think that this guy was dead many times.
"Of course! I feel much lighter now. According to this progress, the spiritual roots in my body will become more and more transparent!"